Help Me

He Did What?

Jace's Pov

Ryan. Ryan. Ryan. Ryan. 

All I ever think about is Ryan. Why can't I get him out of my head?

Because you love him, you idiot. 

It's been way worse these past few days though. I just feel like something has happened to him. I want to call but at the same time I don't want to call. What if he thinks I'm trying to get with him or something? 

That's not the case at all. I just want - need - to know that he's okay. I can't call him though. If he's happy with that Max guy, whom I still haven't met by the way, then I'll let him be happy. That's just how much I love him. 

I know, I should fight for him but how can I fight when he's not willing to get in the ring with me? I need him but I would die happy knowing that he's happy. He's been through so much. He deserves to be happy. 

I love him so much it hurts. 

I feel guilty. I mean, I still have a boyfriend but I'm in love with another guy. Sickening right? I hate myself for being this way. I love someone I can't have. I hate  the person I'm with but won't break up with him. It's disgusting. 

"I'm falling to pieces" 

"Hello?" 

"Jace? It's me Ryan." He said quietly. I cleared my throat and proceeded to fix my hair, even though he couldn't see my hair. 

"Yeah it's me." I said in the same tone. He sounded heartbroken. I hope he's okay. 

"Can I ask you something?" He asked. 

"Well, you just did but go ahead." I replied. 

He chuckled. "Could you meet me somewhere? Maybe at the hideout?" 

This must be serious. I hope him and Max broke up and he wants to profess his undying love for me. "Yeah sure. What time?" I'd do anything for Ryan. If he asked me to jump off a bridge, I'd do it. Sad  right? 

"Is now a good time? I really need to see you." He said softly. It sounded like he was holding back tears. I'm going to cry thinking about him crying. 

"Sure. Yeah. I'm putting my shoes on now. I'll see you in less than five." I said. 

"Thanks. I love you Jace." He said and hung up. 

I love you too Ryan. Just not how you love me.  

* * * 

I reached the hideout and spotted Ryan sitting on our rock with his head in his hands. I walked up to him and rubbed his back softly. 

"It's okay Ryan. It's okay." I soothed. He cried harder. 

"No Jace. It's not okay. It'll never be okay." He sobbed. 

"Can you tell me what happened?" I asked quietly when he seemed to have calmed down. 

"I fucked up Jace. I fucked up big time. It's all my fault." He sniffled. He sat closer to me and cried on my shoulder. 

"What's all your fault? Does it have to do with Max?" I questioned. 

Henodded his head yes. What could have possibly happened that has Ryan all shaken up like this? What did Max do to him? I haven't seen Ryan this upset since he got raped two years ago. 

I tilted Ryan's head up towards mine, trying to look him in the eye, trying to get him to tell me what happened. Every time I got his head up, he would shove it back down, like their was something on his face. What the hell happened? 

I took his face in my hands and forced him to look at me. I noticed a big purple and black bruise on his cheek. Did he fall or something? What happened to his face? 

"Ryan, what happened to your face? You better tell me. NOW!" I said forcefully. 

"M-max he....." He trailed off. Max what? Did Max do this to him? 

My eyes widened in realization. Max hit him! The bastard had the nerve to hit him. How dare he? Of course, I want to scream and shout and demand answers but I don't want to scare Ryan. He's hurt enough. 

"When did this happen Ryan?" I asked softly. 

"Last night." Was his quiet reply. 

Last night. Last night. Last night. This shit happened last night. Why didn't he call me as soon as it happened? 

"Why didn't you call me last night?" I voiced my thoughts. 

"Because he pretends like it never happened. He said, 'I didn't hit you Ryan.' I almost believed him until I woke up this morning." He said angrily. 

"I wanted to pretend like it never happened but I can't do that with this big ass bruise on my face." He continued. 

Poor Ryan. 

He flew into my arms and clung onto me like his life depended on it. He cried loudly, shaking as tremors rocked his whole body. I stroked his back in a soothing way, whispering sweet nothings in his ear.  

 Nobody hurts my Ryan but me. 

Max is going to pay for this. That bitch is going to pay. 

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I figured I owed Jace a chapter. Anywho, I'm fairly happy with the way this turned out. 

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